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Title: A Fighting Chance
Author: khaoscore
Pairing: Matt Sanders/Frank Iero
Rating: R I guess for m/m sex but only in this chapter.
Summary: A chaptered fic about lovers torn apart when one is signed up to train and fight in World War II, resulting in the two writing letters back and forth to one another over the time span of the war.
Disclaimer: I have no affiliation with Avenged Sevenfold or My Chemical Romance. This is all a work of fiction that I make no money off of and no harm is meant towards either man or their associated groups.
June 1941
Two men stood face to face with one another in a small living room, one in tears as the other has a stern look on his face. He knew what he had to do, to fight for his country so that he could save countless others. Matthew Sanders looked to his forbidden lover with his hands on the smaller man’s shoulders. “You know this is something I have to do don’t you? For us? For the future generations?” The other man in question, Frank Iero, looked up into the amber colored eyes of his boyfriend. Never did he think that Matt would want to join the Army to fight the Nazis.
Matt might have been a pretty sturdy guy but he was only aggressive when the time arose. He was always a gentle lover with Frank but that could have been because he was so much smaller than the other man. Frank wiped the tears away from his eyes and looked up to the face of his lover. “Why would you want to leave me? I can’t bear the thought of not seeing you every single day. What if you get hurt or even worse, dead?” Frank couldn’t help himself as he began to cry once again, his tears running down his cheeks leaving salty trails in their wake.
Matt embraced his lover in a tight hug before leaning his face down to kiss the other on top of the head. “I can’t guarantee anything that will happen to me but if something does happen, know that I love you with all of my heart even if our love is considered immoral. And move on if you feel the need to. I wouldn’t want you wallowing in sorrow over loosing me.” Matt always told him the truth even if it hurt to hear it. “I love you too. Please promise you will write back as soon as you get my letters.” Frank pulled back from the burly man and looked up into his eyes again. He was going to miss his lover’s eyes most of all. “I promise.” He said simply and dipped down to give the other a passionate kiss on the lips.
The day finally came when Matt was to leave. Frank, heartbroken stood with his lover’s family as they saw him off on his plane. It was beyond words how Frank felt, knowing that the possibility of losing Matt was greater the longer he was out there. He had no idea how long it would take it get a letter from the other man but he was going to cross his heart and pray that the man he loved was still alive.
Of course there was the training so at least he knew his Matthew was going to be alright for a couple of months or so. It was the time after that that gave the smaller man the willies. He stood there next to Matthew’s sister, holding her tightly to give off the feeling that he was protecting her from all the bad thoughts. When in reality, it was her that was keeping him from falling to his knees and breaking down into hysterical sobs. Everyone of course was devastated.
Matt’s mother, father, and sister were all trying to keep it together for the sake of their beloved son and brother. Little did any of them know that Frank was feeling it the hardest. Frank and Matt were friends since they were children so they grew up playing together, climbing trees and getting scratches on their knees together. They were best friends and that’s what their families always believed.
Matt gave them all one last hug, leaving the longest for Frank for obvious reasons only known to them. “I promise to write.” He said to all of them with a slight frown. He didn’t want them feeling any worse than they already were. “I love you all.” Giving a hug and kiss on the cheek to his mother and sister, and a firm hand shake to his father and Frank, Matt turned away and boarded his awaiting plane. He had wanted so badly to take Frank up in his arms and give him the biggest kiss anyone had ever seen but that unfortunately was not possible and like Hell Matt was going to out them both. No, he couldn’t kiss his lover in front of everyone else but at least he got to make love to Frank the night before.
Their night started off by Matt coming over to Frank’s house and having a glass of wine. Matt had already eaten dinner with his family a few hours beforehand. After talking for a while and having drank a couple of glasses, they did the obvious and headed to the bedroom, stripping each other slowly while sensually kissing all over. A gentle push down onto the bed had Frank on his back with his bigger lover on top of him and between his legs. “I love you, Frank.” He whispered softly before placing a chaste kiss to the other man’s lips. “I love you too, Matthew.” He whispered back. It was always a little painful when it came to sex with Matt. Even though K-Y was available, it still did nothing about the stretching that went on when it came to being penetrated by such a massive amount of male anatomy.
They kissed again, letting their body heat meld them together one last time. Frank's hands roamed over Matt's strong, muscular back and clawed down gently when he felt his lover grind their manhoods together. A shiver raced down the smaller man's spine as the grinding continued and kisses covered his neck and shoulder. "You are breathtaking." Matt spoke, a slow smile creeping onto his lips. Frank couldn't help but to smile back because his lover could always make him smile even in the worst of situations.
"Are you ready?" Matt asked, stroking a hand up and down the other's soft, warm thigh. Frank nodded his head and spread his legs further apart so his lover could prep him. Matt took his time opening the container of lubricant and slicked up two of his fingers before he pressed his index to Frank's entrance and slid it in slowly as not to hurt the smaller man. The muscles around his digit were hot and tight, just as they always were. The groan coming from Frank's lips was a dead giveaway that it still took a little while to get him to loosen up. Matt didn't mind of course. He loved Frank and would do whatever it took for however long it took for him to be ready.
Once the muscles loosened, the bigger man added the second finger, scissoring them inside of his lover until he felt it would be the appropriate time to add his erect penis in. Frank whimpered and moaned at the sudden loss of being filled, rolling his hips down to push down so he could feel those fingers again. Matt silenced him with a kiss on the lips and breathed his hot breath down Frank's neck and shoulder.
The bigger man then coated his member in the clear gel and nudged his lover's legs to push them up closer to his chest. Matt slide in slowly, letting Frank get used to the feeling of something bigger inside of him than just the two fingers. Once Matt was in to the hilt, he stopped and looked down at his lover, staring into those beautiful pools of green. It wasn't until Frank was tapping him lightly on the bicep for him to move. Matt came back into reality and started moving at a slow pace.
It only took a couple of minutes for the slicked up entrance to fully give way and let Matt slide more freely into his lover. The pace got faster but not so much as to rattle the bed against the way. The motion felt incredible to Frank as the bigger man rocked back and forth to hit that very delicate spot inside of him.
They made love for a couple of hours until both of them were covered head to toe in sweat and satiated, light pink scratches down Matt's back from his shoulders to his waist. With Matt rolling onto his back, Frank curled up beside him and placed his head on his lover’s shoulder with a gentle sigh. “That was incredible.” Frank whispered, snuggling his nose to Matt’s neck and took in that familiar smell that he loved so much. Matt wrapped his strong arms around Frank’s smaller body and held him as tight as humanly possible.
The plane was already in the air whenever Frank came back from his memory. That could have very well been the last time that he and Matt could be together in the flesh. He felt like an idiot. Why didn't he admit to everyone that he and Matt were in love and wanted to share his life with him until they were both old and gray? He was a coward. That's why. All they would have now was letters until Matt came back from his tour of duty or, and God Frank hoped not, Matt came back home in a coffin. Wiping a single tear away, Frank turned on his heel and headed back to the emptiness of his home.
Author: khaoscore
Pairing: Matt Sanders/Frank Iero
Rating: R I guess for m/m sex but only in this chapter.
Summary: A chaptered fic about lovers torn apart when one is signed up to train and fight in World War II, resulting in the two writing letters back and forth to one another over the time span of the war.
Disclaimer: I have no affiliation with Avenged Sevenfold or My Chemical Romance. This is all a work of fiction that I make no money off of and no harm is meant towards either man or their associated groups.
June 1941
Two men stood face to face with one another in a small living room, one in tears as the other has a stern look on his face. He knew what he had to do, to fight for his country so that he could save countless others. Matthew Sanders looked to his forbidden lover with his hands on the smaller man’s shoulders. “You know this is something I have to do don’t you? For us? For the future generations?” The other man in question, Frank Iero, looked up into the amber colored eyes of his boyfriend. Never did he think that Matt would want to join the Army to fight the Nazis.
Matt might have been a pretty sturdy guy but he was only aggressive when the time arose. He was always a gentle lover with Frank but that could have been because he was so much smaller than the other man. Frank wiped the tears away from his eyes and looked up to the face of his lover. “Why would you want to leave me? I can’t bear the thought of not seeing you every single day. What if you get hurt or even worse, dead?” Frank couldn’t help himself as he began to cry once again, his tears running down his cheeks leaving salty trails in their wake.
Matt embraced his lover in a tight hug before leaning his face down to kiss the other on top of the head. “I can’t guarantee anything that will happen to me but if something does happen, know that I love you with all of my heart even if our love is considered immoral. And move on if you feel the need to. I wouldn’t want you wallowing in sorrow over loosing me.” Matt always told him the truth even if it hurt to hear it. “I love you too. Please promise you will write back as soon as you get my letters.” Frank pulled back from the burly man and looked up into his eyes again. He was going to miss his lover’s eyes most of all. “I promise.” He said simply and dipped down to give the other a passionate kiss on the lips.
The day finally came when Matt was to leave. Frank, heartbroken stood with his lover’s family as they saw him off on his plane. It was beyond words how Frank felt, knowing that the possibility of losing Matt was greater the longer he was out there. He had no idea how long it would take it get a letter from the other man but he was going to cross his heart and pray that the man he loved was still alive.
Of course there was the training so at least he knew his Matthew was going to be alright for a couple of months or so. It was the time after that that gave the smaller man the willies. He stood there next to Matthew’s sister, holding her tightly to give off the feeling that he was protecting her from all the bad thoughts. When in reality, it was her that was keeping him from falling to his knees and breaking down into hysterical sobs. Everyone of course was devastated.
Matt’s mother, father, and sister were all trying to keep it together for the sake of their beloved son and brother. Little did any of them know that Frank was feeling it the hardest. Frank and Matt were friends since they were children so they grew up playing together, climbing trees and getting scratches on their knees together. They were best friends and that’s what their families always believed.
Matt gave them all one last hug, leaving the longest for Frank for obvious reasons only known to them. “I promise to write.” He said to all of them with a slight frown. He didn’t want them feeling any worse than they already were. “I love you all.” Giving a hug and kiss on the cheek to his mother and sister, and a firm hand shake to his father and Frank, Matt turned away and boarded his awaiting plane. He had wanted so badly to take Frank up in his arms and give him the biggest kiss anyone had ever seen but that unfortunately was not possible and like Hell Matt was going to out them both. No, he couldn’t kiss his lover in front of everyone else but at least he got to make love to Frank the night before.
Their night started off by Matt coming over to Frank’s house and having a glass of wine. Matt had already eaten dinner with his family a few hours beforehand. After talking for a while and having drank a couple of glasses, they did the obvious and headed to the bedroom, stripping each other slowly while sensually kissing all over. A gentle push down onto the bed had Frank on his back with his bigger lover on top of him and between his legs. “I love you, Frank.” He whispered softly before placing a chaste kiss to the other man’s lips. “I love you too, Matthew.” He whispered back. It was always a little painful when it came to sex with Matt. Even though K-Y was available, it still did nothing about the stretching that went on when it came to being penetrated by such a massive amount of male anatomy.
They kissed again, letting their body heat meld them together one last time. Frank's hands roamed over Matt's strong, muscular back and clawed down gently when he felt his lover grind their manhoods together. A shiver raced down the smaller man's spine as the grinding continued and kisses covered his neck and shoulder. "You are breathtaking." Matt spoke, a slow smile creeping onto his lips. Frank couldn't help but to smile back because his lover could always make him smile even in the worst of situations.
"Are you ready?" Matt asked, stroking a hand up and down the other's soft, warm thigh. Frank nodded his head and spread his legs further apart so his lover could prep him. Matt took his time opening the container of lubricant and slicked up two of his fingers before he pressed his index to Frank's entrance and slid it in slowly as not to hurt the smaller man. The muscles around his digit were hot and tight, just as they always were. The groan coming from Frank's lips was a dead giveaway that it still took a little while to get him to loosen up. Matt didn't mind of course. He loved Frank and would do whatever it took for however long it took for him to be ready.
Once the muscles loosened, the bigger man added the second finger, scissoring them inside of his lover until he felt it would be the appropriate time to add his erect penis in. Frank whimpered and moaned at the sudden loss of being filled, rolling his hips down to push down so he could feel those fingers again. Matt silenced him with a kiss on the lips and breathed his hot breath down Frank's neck and shoulder.
The bigger man then coated his member in the clear gel and nudged his lover's legs to push them up closer to his chest. Matt slide in slowly, letting Frank get used to the feeling of something bigger inside of him than just the two fingers. Once Matt was in to the hilt, he stopped and looked down at his lover, staring into those beautiful pools of green. It wasn't until Frank was tapping him lightly on the bicep for him to move. Matt came back into reality and started moving at a slow pace.
It only took a couple of minutes for the slicked up entrance to fully give way and let Matt slide more freely into his lover. The pace got faster but not so much as to rattle the bed against the way. The motion felt incredible to Frank as the bigger man rocked back and forth to hit that very delicate spot inside of him.
They made love for a couple of hours until both of them were covered head to toe in sweat and satiated, light pink scratches down Matt's back from his shoulders to his waist. With Matt rolling onto his back, Frank curled up beside him and placed his head on his lover’s shoulder with a gentle sigh. “That was incredible.” Frank whispered, snuggling his nose to Matt’s neck and took in that familiar smell that he loved so much. Matt wrapped his strong arms around Frank’s smaller body and held him as tight as humanly possible.
The plane was already in the air whenever Frank came back from his memory. That could have very well been the last time that he and Matt could be together in the flesh. He felt like an idiot. Why didn't he admit to everyone that he and Matt were in love and wanted to share his life with him until they were both old and gray? He was a coward. That's why. All they would have now was letters until Matt came back from his tour of duty or, and God Frank hoped not, Matt came back home in a coffin. Wiping a single tear away, Frank turned on his heel and headed back to the emptiness of his home.